XIII: The Series (2011–…): Season 1, Episode 8 - Hunting Party - full transcript

Irina offers XIII valuable information in exchange for a watch. XIII soon finds out that bargaining with an enemy is a complicated and dangerous endeavor.

Previously on "XIII.

The other parts of the weapon,
where are they?

No idea.

Ms. Jones?

Chicago is a location
of interest.

You're reinstated
and I'm upgrading

your security
clearance.

Thank you, Sir.

One of the watches is with
a man named Robert Simons.

Another with
a Max Serle.

Jones stood there and lied
to the President's face.



You forced me to lie
to the President.

You and I used to have
a level of trust.

You had a relationship
with XIII when he was

preparing for the Roman
Numeral Conspiracy mission--

And he never told you
any of this did he?

About the weapons?

About the people
who died?

President Carrington's
policies have left us weaker.

I want the country
to know

that I think it's time
for a change.

If we don't find whoever
is on our trail

there's gonna be
a lot more bodies.

There's a leak
in your agency.

Someone in your
office has been



in regular communication
with Sheridan.

Congratulations on finding
that second watch.

You'll share whatever
information you get, with me

for the good
of the country?

I think maybe I hid them
for the good of the world.

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Hunting Party
Original Air Date June 8, 2011

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You sure this is
the right address?

Yeah, it took me about two
months of sorting through

a maze of blinds and shell
companies to get it.

If Max Serle lives here,
he's either deep in cover

or had a real bad
run of luck.

This is it
right here.

You looking
for a hide-a-key?

No there's no keyhole
or a doorknob.

There must be an
electrical source.

Look, you've gotta be
careful with that stuff.

I think conventionally
red and black

are usually hot and green
is the ground so--

Or, you could
do that.

I don't like it.

Me neither.

It's too easy, right?

Welcome to the last
moments of your life.

It's an internal
deadbolt!

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I was a secret agent.

Betrayed by my own people.

Robbed of my face,
my memories, my history.

Hidden in my past
is a secret

that threatens
all humanity.

I search for answers
with nothing to hold onto

but the tattoo
that has become my name--

I am XIII.

I know you do some work
for Frank Giordino, but...

I hope I can trust you
to be discreet.

I'm offended
you have to ask.

You don't offend
that easily.

Giordino is making
a power grab.

He's trying to get hold
of the second chip

and use it
as leverage.

He told you
his plan?

In my line of work
you hear things.

Well--

He's become a liability.

Can't allow him to gain
control of the situation.

Are you saying you want
the head of the CIA

to have an accident?

No...

At least not yet.

Let me guess; you want
to acquire the chip

and at the same
time, take Giordino

off the board.

Exactly.

I could be
persuaded to help.

I thought we'd
agreed you'd call

before you
came over.

And I thought
we were past all that.

Clearly,
I was wrong.

So I dug through
all the intel on Max Serle

and found
an additional lead,

buried behind
a couple of aliases

and a defunct holding
company in the Caymans.

Don't know why someone
would go through

so much trouble
to hide his path

and lay booby traps
along the way?

He knows whoever's
looking for him is dangerous.

What'd you
come up with?

A storage facility
in Washington DC.

Another trap?

Only one way
to find out.

When did you start
giving out your number?

I don't.

Patch it
through here.

Yeah?

Did you miss me?

I don't think so.
Last time I saw you,

you were skewered
to a lifeguard station.

I thought you might still
be hanging around the beach.

Too much sun is bad
for my complexion.

I have a proposition
for you.

Who are you working
for this time?

I guarantee my clients'
confidentiality.

I forgot about your high
ethical standards.

I want the information from
the chip in Simon's watch.

I'm sure you do.
What's in it for me?

The identity of the person
who killed Sam Taylor.

Sam was killed in an
attempted holdup.

That was staged.

It was a hit.

Why would I
believe you?

Because I move
in circles where

this kind of information
is shared.

Are you interested
or not?

I'll be in touch.

Is that a yes
or a no?

I take that
as a no.

Her offer's not
going away.

I need time
to think about it.

Think about what?

That woman is either
a sociopath

or a psychopath,
or both.

Either way, she's
not to be trusted.

Maybe.

But if she's
telling the truth,

and Sam's death
wasn't an accident--

I want to know
who's responsible.

Even if you knew,
it wouldn't bring Sam back.

Some debts need
to be settled.

I would do
the same for you.

I don't know how
I feel about that.

Take it as
a compliment.

Would you really give
Irina that chip?

What do you think?

I don't know.

Neither does she.

Here's the address
she called you from.

Nice program.

NSA. Your tax dollars
hard at work.

I suppose your going
to do this alone?

Not entirely.

Don't wait up.

I want a copy
of the report outlining

Iran's fissionable
material program

for the President's
speech to the U.N.

Am I interrupting
anything?

No, we're finished.

How did you
make out?

I managed to turn over
a few interesting stones.

And you're certain that
your inquiries didn't

trigger any alerts
at the CIA?

Positive. I went
strictly old school.

That's the result of 5 days
digging through files

at the National Archives.

Reminded me
of all those years

cramming for tests
in the basement

of the Dartmouth
Library.

Guatemala, Paraguay--

Sierra Leone.

In each case, operations
put in place by Carrington

were compromised
in favor of policies

enacted by the
previous administration.

You're suggesting Sheridan
had a hand in this.

I'm just stating
the facts.

What conclusions would
you draw from those facts?

That someone in the CIA
has strong allegiances

to the former
President.

Could be anyone.

The Agency is
pretty much intact

from the previous
administration.

Maybe it's time
to clean house.

The wheels
are in motion.

Anything you want
to tell me about?

It is critical that
we unearth this mole

before they can do
any more damage.

Is Director Giordino
looped into the situation?

Yes.

But I feel it would be best
if we conducted

an independent investigation
from outside the Agency.

I want the circle of
communication kept very tight.

Am I clear?

Crystal, Sir.

Enjoy the show?

I've seen better.

Did you come
to finish me off?

I came to talk.

Good.

You can wait
for me downstairs.

A Priority One
popped up, Sir.

Our instructions are
to notify--

Notify me immediately.
Yes, I know.

What do we got?

Three minutes ago
an aerial drone

picked this up in
Bethesda.

And what makes this
a Priority One?

The building is the current
location of Irina Svetlanova.

And the intruder?

XIII.

Exactly.

How should we
proceed?

Per President Carrington,

XIII is no longer
under surveillance.

Sir?

He's a private
citizen, and as such,

he is guaranteed complete
freedom of movement

without government
oversight or intervention.

Listen up!

I want
all assets focused

on gathering intel
for the President's

upcoming trip to the
Stockholm Summit.

Questions?

Good.

Get on it now.

I need a Special Tactical
Group dispatched immediately.

16 Emerson Street
in Bethesda.

Priority One.

Use of force
approved.

Now you report directly
to me, and me alone.

That's a lot of books.

This your place?

Do you like it?

It's kind of manly.

I didn't think that
was your style.

It's not.

This apartment belonged
to a former client.

He didn't honor our deal
so I took this in trade.

Where's he
living now?

I heard he went
underground.

Did you bring
the chip?

What do you
think?

I think you've stashed
it away someplace safe.

Tell me about
Sam's death.

Not until I have the
chip in my hands.

See, here's
the problem--

You don't trust me,
I don't trust you.

Kind of makes it difficult
to conclude a transaction.

How do I know
the information you have

isn't a lie?

And how do I
know the data

from the chip
hasn't been faked?

Coming here
was a mistake.

Ryan-

We need to set aside
our differences

for the time being.

I have something
you want,

you have something
I want.

All I want is
the truth.

Have I ever
lied to you?

I don't know.

Have you?

Hands on
your head!

Get down
on the ground! Now!

Seems like you pissed
off the wrong people.

What are you
talking about?

They're after you.

I'm just collateral
damage.

I knew this was
a bad idea.

But you couldn't
resist.

Come here.

Do you really think this
is the time and place?

Definitely.

How did these stones
get there?

I grabbed what I could
when I hit the desk.

Slipped them into your
belt on the way out.

Why my belt?

Because if they
found 'em on me,

they would have
resorted to violence.

And if they found them
on me?

SLAP!

I suppose
I deserved that.

Finally we agree
on something.

Are you crazy?

I'm not gonna
jump--

THUD

I still have
very close ties

with the National
Society of Mining,

Petroleum and Energy
in Peru.

I can get all the
copper we want

at a very
favorable price.

I'll call you back.

Glad you could
make it.

I'm on a tight
schedule.

I won't
keep you long.

Things are heating up
and I need to know,

definitively, where
your allegiances lie.

Well, at this point,
the only person

I have complete
trust in is me.

Frank...

After all we've
been through

I'm hurt you'd question
my intentions.

When all of the pieces
are finally in play,

you're going to be in
a very powerful position.

I'm in a powerful
position already.

True.

But, uh...

Head of the CIA
is an appointed position.

I put you in that job.

And I still have enough
pull in Washington

to keep you out.

You see, Wally,
that's the problem.

You want my cooperation,
but you treat me

like a hired hand.

Those days are over.

If you want continued
access to my resources,

then we need to
redefine this relationship.

What did you
have in mind?

I want to be
an equal partner

and I want a face to face
meeting with Gerhardt.

An equal partner?

I'm gathering intel
on Max Serle.

But I'm not going to
share the wealth

for some vague
promises.

When all this
goes down

and I step in
for Carrington,

you step into
Amos' shoes.

That's hardly
enticing.

Okay, how about this?

Combine Director
of National Intelligence

with Secretary
of State.

See now you're
wetting my appetite,

but I want to hear it
directly from Gerhardt.

That's not going
to happen.

Then let me make this
as simple as possible.

Without the Agency,

you will never get
that third watch.

That sounds like
an ultimatum, Frank.

You've always been extremely
perceptive, Mr. President.

Are you really willing
to walk away from this?

Walking away is
just the beginning.

Alright there's a river
four clicks to the west

and the mountains
to the north,

so they're gonna be
headed east.

We need to get out ahead
of them and box them in.

Go.

Give me
a status update.

They escaped, Sir.

Escaped?

I'm gonna be sending in
some reinforcements.

We don't need
additional men, Sir.

The targets are
shackled together.

We won't have a problem
reacquiring them.

Maybe,
maybe not.

But either way,
I'll be sending in

another team
to assist you.

Copy.

And if you do
encounter

any further problems
capturing the targets--

You have the green light
to terminate.

We've got to
keep moving.

We're running blind.

We need a plan.

The plan is
to keep moving.

Are you sure
this'll work?

Yes.

How do you know
they'll come this way?

They can
read our tracks,

and they're
highly motivated.

What now?

We need an anchor
pin and a trip wire.

Where did you
learn this?

Bitterroot?

Boy Scouts.

I found those
at the apartment.

There was clearly
a struggle.

What exactly was
XIII doing there?

I believe
he went there

to meet with
Irina Svetlanova.

You "believe"; meaning
you're guessing that

to be the case or you know
it to be the case?

The latter, Sir.

When were you planning
on telling me?

At the appropriate
time.

The appropriate time
is now, Agent Jones.

Yes, Sir.

XIII was contacted
by Svetlanova.

She said she had
information

pertaining to who killed
Samantha Taylor.

I thought Sam Taylor was
killed during a holdup.

Yeah, I thought
that as well.

What was Irina hoping for in
exchange for this information?

The chip from
the second watch.

The same chip
XIII refuses

to give to his own
government?

He was never going to
give her that chip.

He just wanted to
ascertain what she knew.

Do you know
where they are?

No, Sir.
I have no idea.

Maybe this will
lend some insight

into their
whereabouts.

Mr. Haynes.
My office.

Do you think
that's for us?

If so, these people
are well connected,

and determined.

Which means we
should be putting

distance between
us and them.

We're wasting
valuable time.

We're not
wasting time.

We're waiting.
There's a difference.

?

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How long
do we wait?

As long
as it takes.

Have you done
this before?

No idea.

What's it like having no
memory of your past?

Frustrating.

There are some
things in my life,

I'd like to forget.

Yeah, I'm sure.

Are you always
so chatty?

Shhhh--

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THUD

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Not a chance.

You wanted
to see me, Sir?

My Haynes, do you
know agent Jones?

Only by reputation.

In some circles, you're
a legend, Agent Jones.

A legend.

Well I don't really know
what to say to that.

Mr. Haynes, we have
a situation here.

Of course, Sir,
sorry.

What can I do
for you?

Take a look
at that.

What've we got here?

We're hoping you
can tell us that.

This came from a
handheld transceiver.

ANPRC 148.
Miltary issue.

Interesting.

This is a
TYPE III DES encryptor.

It puts the walkie on a
protected frequency.

Anything else?

This kind of encryption is
used almost exclusively

by your boys
at the CIA.

Latest status?

The reinforcements arrived.
The targets are flanked.

We're moving in.

Do not underestimate
them again.

Copy.

Let's check it out.

Don't I get
a vote here?

Not much in here
to work with.

Your problem is you don't
have enough imagination.

There's gotta be
something we can use.

Maybe half full.

What are you gonna
do with that?

Use my imagination.

Perfect.
You take that,

and I'll take
the rifle.

We use the rifle and we
give away our position.

It's cracked.

You were right.
Not much to work with.

Let's get moving.

Are you hurt?

It's nothing.

Let me see.

I told you,
I'm fine.

You'll have to be
better than fine

to outrun these guys.
Now, let me see.

Ironic, isn't it.

We might end up
getting killed out here

because you put a spear
through my shoulder.

Sit down.

This is the second
scar you've given me.

I haven't forgotten.

Trust me -
neither have I.

This will hurt.

I don't mind
a little pain.

Hold this.

I bet you liked playing
doctor as a child.

Keep still.

Alright that
should do for now.

Like I said,
I'll be fine.

Let's go.

We're blocked.

River to one side,
mountains in front.

They're probably moving in
an extended line, closing in.

Which means need
to outrun them.

We need to
outsmart them.

Any word from
Brock, over?

Negative.

He may be engaging
the targets, over.

Or he may
be down.

Find him, over.

Copy.

Have you ever used a
bow and arrow before?

I don't know.

Have you?

I favor guns
or knives.

The closer
the better.

I like to see their
eyes when they die.

How about you?

I don't take pleasure
in killing.

But you do it so well,
and without remorse.

I don't have remorse
if the target

is someone who
needs to be killed.

And how to you decide
if they "need killing?"

Because usually
they're trying to kill me.

It's too bad you've
lost your memory.

You don't
have a clue

of how many people
you've killed.

You keep count?

Want to guess
how many?

You're sick.

You call it sick, I call it
professional pride.

We are not that
different, you know.

I'm nothing like you.

You're a hired
assassin.

And how do you
know you're not?

Now.

We make
a good team.

Does anyone have a 10
on Greene or Brock? Over.

This is Hoult, no eyes
on Greene or Brock. Over.

I want them found.

Report back when
they are. Over.

They'll be closing
in on us soon.

You ready?

Why do you get
the hammer?

Because I'm stronger.
Hold steady.

If you miss,
you'll break my hand.

I'll try not to then.

Do you really know
who killed Sam?

Yes.

WHACK!

Why do you want
the chip?

It's extremely
valuable.

WHACK-WHACK-WHACK!

Valuable to who?

The highest bidder.

WHACK!

It's no use.

Let's go.

You're in no condition
to outrun them.

Who do you think
they are?

My guess is an
off-the-books hit squad

for the FBI or CIA.

Agent Jones?

What about her?

Could she be the
one behind this?

No.

Was she with you
when I called?

Do the math.

She works for the head
of National Intelligence.

How can you be sure
she didn't sell you out?

What's it like living
your whole life

without trusting
anyone?

Safe.

Answer me, do you
trust Jones with your life?

I've had enough
of these games.

Because you're
uncomfortable.

Because you know
I'm right.

Because you're
a psychopath.

I'm not going
to sit around

and wait for them
to surround us.

Like you said,
we need a plan.

I have one.

And I'm going to
need a Boy Scout.

I got this from a friend
of mine over at the Agency.

Interesting.

How does this whole
thing add up for you?

Giordino saw the
surveillance footage

and told his agents
that XIII

was no longer
on a watch list.

When their efforts were
directed elsewhere,

he sent out a covert team
to pick up XIII and Irina.

That Frank didn't
immediately report

Priority One surveillance
goes against protocol.

With all due respect,
following Agency protocol

doesn't seem to be Director
Giordino's strong suit.

I've had my suspicions
about Frank, and this

goes a long way towards
confirming them.

Do you realize
the ramifications

of the Director of
The CIA being a mole?

This will send
ripples throughout

the entire
intelligence community.

Get me Director
Giordino on the line.

I see...

If he calls in, have him
contact me immediately.

He's not there and he's
not picking up his cell.

Nobody seems to
know where he is.

So...

How do you
want to play this?

I want to shut down
his access codes.

Freeze him out.

I'm guessing he's going
after the second chip.

It cannot fall
into his hands.

Closer.

Have you
got them yet?

We're closing in.

Give me your
coordinates?

39 degrees 8 minutes north,
76 degrees 29 minutes west.

Okay, I got it.

I'm going to
call you back.

Damn it--

Sir, Sir!

The beacon's coming from
one click to the east.

You think it's Brock
or the targets?

Either way, we're
going in heavy.

Radio the position
to Hawk One.

Copy.

Go.

Go.

Sounds like
your plan worked.

I think it's time
the three of us

came to some kind
of understanding.

You killed two of our men
and injured five others.

I could have you both
locked away forever.

Be like old times.

This would make
your rendition camp

look like Club Med.

But you won't because
it's not part of the plan.

For now.

So how's this little
arrangement working out?

Not so well
for your men.

That's no way
to treat a lady.

How's this?

How about we get to the
point of this exercise?

Agreed.

I want the chip
from Simons' watch.

It's not for sale.

Even in exchange
for your life?

That's a weak bluff.
You shoot me,

you don't get the chip.

Maybe I get the chip,
maybe I don't.

If you leave me
no other option,

I am prepared to kill you
and take my chances.

You see, the
Ex-President thinks

the key to everything
is up here...

I don't happen to
share that sentiment.

I figure once I get
the chip,

I can work out the rest
of the details.

Now you're
going freelance.

The game's
changed.

It's every man
for himself.

So...

...do you want to
live another day?

Here's another
deposit for $50,000.

Looks like Frank
has been planning

for this day.

Can we freeze
his accounts?

Only the ones we know
about in the US,

no telling what
he has under false names

or stashed
in overseas accounts.

Come in.

I inserted that SIM card
into a transceiver.

I was able to run
a GPS triangulation

and pinpoint the location
of the other walkies.

May I?

May I...?

Be my guest.

Thank you.

Here's the thing...
I'm getting two signals,

which means that
whoever is using

those walkies must
have split up.

Location one is
Rock Creek Park

off of Ridge Road.

And where's
the other one?

Looks like a public
storage facility in DC.

Public storage--

That's where
our assets will be.

You're certain
of that?

Trust me.

The woman's
a legend.

I'll scramble
a team.

I'll take my car
and meet you there.

I'm getting impatient.

You've got
one more try.

You.
Open it.

Another dead end.

What the hell
is this?

No more killing!

Freeze!

Jones!
Any sign of Giordino?!

No!

XIII and Irina went
that way out of the yard!

Jenkins, get your
team on the move!

Did you set up
that trap for me?

Don't flatter
yourself.

This storage unit belonged
to an associate of mine.

6-2-9-7-3-7-5-3.

Max Serle?

Where did you hear
that name?

I get around.

And seven, nineteen,
zero six--

The date of the
Costa Verde job.

That's impressive.

What now?

Now...

You tell me what
really happened to Sam.

And in return?

In return, I let you
walk out of here alive.

You sound like
Giordino.

The difference is,
I mean it.

After everything
we've been through,

this is how
you treat me?

You got me
into this.

Wrong! Your government
got you into this.

Where did you
get that?

Took it off one
of the agents.

Get out of here.

What about
our deal?

We never had
a deal.

It was all a lie.

I told you I've
never lied to you.

The hit on Sam was
ordered by Giordino.

Giordino?

Why?

Because he's
afraid of you.

He knew he couldn't
break you one-on-one,

so he decided
to isolate you

and take away
your support system.

Anyone you were
getting close to

had to be removed.

No...

Sam was first.

Jones was
going to be next.

Giordino's planning
on killing Jones?

As soon as she's outlived
her usefulness to him.

You say Giordino
ordered the hit--

But who pulled
the trigger?

It was a pro
from Venezuela.

Where do I
find him?

What do you plan
to do to him?

Make him suffer.

Where do
I find him!?

You don't.

He was killed.

His body cut up,
fed to the sharks.

And how do you
know this?

Because I was the one
who killed him.

So, what about
the chip?

I don't have it.

I cut it up, and fed
it to the sharks.

You wouldn't lie to me,
would you, Ryan?

You practicing
for Giordino?

He's not gonna
get off that easy.

How's that agent
you shot?

Broken ribs and he's
going to need a new vest.

Thanks again.

My pleasure.

Any news
on Giordino?

He's in the wind.

Carrington wants
his head on a platter.

Tell him
to get in line.

Amos has taken over
day-to-day at the Agency

and he's got all
of his resources on it.

Word is Giordino's
got Max Serle's name

and is going after the
third watch personally.

Any new leads
on Max Serle?

He pulled a complete
disappearing act.

No hits from contacts,
foreign or domestic.

Look, we've got to
get to the location

of that watch
before Giordino does.

I'm widening
the net.

If Max Serle's alive,
we'll find him.

So, what
was it like

being chained
to Irina for 12 hours?

Only reason I didn't
kill her was because

I didn't want to carry
around a dead corpse.

I would've cut off
her hand.

Thought about it.

Think she was telling
the truth about Giordino?

It makes sense,
but with people like her,

you never get
the whole truth.

Makes me sick the whole time
when we were in Venezuela,

Giordino was plotting
to kill Sam.

Well, he's shown he'll do
anything for power.

Now he's desperate,
which makes him

even more
dangerous.

And more likely
to make a mistake.

And when he does--

I'll be waiting.

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== sync, corrected by elderman ==

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